Xu Qian's spiritual consciousness was already stronger than that of monks of the same level, and with the blessing of spiritual consciousness combat skills, he was able to fight one against two without losing.
Both the chief referee and the cardinal were shocked. They did not expect that they would be evenly matched with others in spiritual awareness. You must know that they specialize in spiritual awareness, while monks cultivate both spirit and spirit. Even those monks who enter the Tao through martial arts are even more powerful. In the third cultivation of Qi, Spirit and Body, if you still lose to the opponent in spiritual consciousness in a two-on-one fight, you will not be able to survive in terms of face.
It would be disgraceful for the Holy See to win with more and less resources, not to mention that it was unable to win at this time. The Pope was also anxious and joined the battle regardless of appearance.
The pope's power of faith condensed into the shape of an angel with wings, waving the long sword in his hand and slashing at Xu Qian. For Xu Qian, the pressure he experienced increased exponentially. He suddenly felt dizzy, his stomach was churning and nauseating, and it was extremely uncomfortable.
The Pope is worthy of specializing in spiritual consciousness, he is really too strong. Xu Qian complained secretly in his heart. After the Pope joined, he felt overwhelmed.
The three people on the Vatican side were also shocked. They were surprised that Xu Qian could still withstand the combined attack of the three of them. They were afraid that there would never be another person on the earth. Except, of course, Buzz, who essentially doesn't belong on Earth.
"Qinglong! If you don't fucking come here, your fatalism will go bankrupt!" Xu Qian roared, he had reached his limit.
Buz watched all this with great interest. For him, watching the natives of Shenyin land kill each other was the most interesting thing.
Suddenly, the smile on Buzz's face froze, because a terrifying aura appeared in front of him.
The screams of the three people sounded at the same time. The three giants of the Holy See, headed by the Pope, fell to the ground, their faces were pale and they had splitting headaches. All three of them held their heads with their hands, as if their heads would explode in the next second.
Xu Qian was breathing heavily and his head was covered with sweat, but he was still standing unharmed. Obviously, he was not the loser in this desperate battle of spiritual consciousness.
It's not him who wins.
"Xuan...xuanxian?" Buz knelt down with a pop. It wasn't that he wanted to kneel, but because his legs were weak, he knelt down involuntarily.
Xuanxian? When Xu Qian heard the information revealed by Buz in horror, he also looked at Qinglong in surprise.
Aren’t the Four Saints all ninth-level immortals? How could Qinglong be a mysterious immortal? Could it be that his cultivation level has improved after so many years in Ancient World Mountain? That's not right. No matter what realm you are in, under the suppression of Heavenly Dao, you can only use a strength that does not exceed the second level of Celestial Immortal. Even if Qinglong is really in the realm of Xuanxian, he won't be able to use it!
In fact, if you can risk your life, the Celestial Immortal can still use the strength beyond the Celestial Immortal's second level in a short period of time, but this kind of provoking the law of heaven will inevitably lead to heaven's punishment. Xu Qian once witnessed with his own eyes that Li Daoyi suffered the punishment of heaven and died. Death.
"The three of them are just mentally wounded. They can recover after using some elixirs and cultivating for three to five years. They will not die. However, before they recover, they may not be able to take care of themselves, and they may not be able to speak clearly." Qinglong said. I don’t know who the words were addressed to, “Let’s go, boy, do you still plan to continue visiting?”
After saying that, Qinglong jumped up and floated away. He never even glanced at Buz from beginning to end.
Rome, inside the Chinese Embassy in Italy.
Xu Qian's arrival gave the usually solemn embassy a different atmosphere. The staff of the embassy were nervous and awkward. They had never received monks from any country, including their own country, and they didn't know what standards to use. Xu Qian was entertained, and there was no advance notice from home, which caught them off guard.
Fortunately, Xu Qian didn't have any requirements. He just said that it would be nice to have a quiet place for them to rest. Of course, it would be nice to provide some delicious food.
While the staff of the embassy were busy with Xu Qian and the few people he brought with him, the latest news from the Holy See was constantly being transmitted. Each of these news was more shocking and more exciting than the last. Later, there was a video .
Although the final battle situation has not been leaked, the news released by the Holy See that the Pope was seriously ill and suspended all daily work, combined with Xu Qianqian's figure being photographed by tourists outside the gate, some media that rely on analyzing the global situation have various speculations. Many people have dreamed up a wonderful conspiracy, in which China sent top young men to sweep across the Holy See, and China relied on the power of monks to exert control deep into the core of Europe. What's more, from the perspective of Rossi and several other French people traveling with Xu Qian, the relationship between President Filardi and Xu Qian was incisively interpreted, accompanied by a pair of figures representing China and France holding the earth tightly with two hands. The meaning of the comic is self-evident.
The people in the embassy are Chinese first, and then the staff of the embassy. In any case, Xu Qian, a strong man and a monk who is feared by any country in the world, comes from China. This is enough to make them feel Proud and proud.
Xu Qian doesn't care at all how the outside world spreads and interprets information about him. He took a bite of the apple, and then said to Han Qianqian on the other end of the phone: "Okay, I said I'll ask you again, this matter can't be rushed... Otherwise, you can send someone to talk it over yourself. ?”
Han Qianqian could tell that Xu Qian was playing "drag" with her, and said angrily: "What's the matter with you? We have done something inappropriate and we have to apologize to you. Your reputation It has recovered, everything is back to before, what else do you want from us? I can tell you Xu Qian, the Dragon Ball must come back. This is our bottom line and there is no need to talk about it. Since you are so familiar with Senior Qinglong , you just find a way to do his job, Dragon Ball belongs to China, not to anyone..."
Xu Qian was tired of it, "Qianqian, I originally liked hearing your voice, but you keep telling me these things, nagging me, don't we have nothing else to say? You act like this to me It’s really sad. You have to know that when I went to Jacques’s house as a guest, they were so hospitable. Apart from eating and drinking, they never talked about work or the political situation..."
"Xu Qian!" Han Qianqian's voice suddenly became weird, "There are thousands of beauties for you to choose from. Is this the passion you want?"
"I'll go! Qianqian, when did the intelligence system of the Special Branch get into the President's house?" Xu Qian's old face turned red. If he continued like this, what privacy would he have? If you keep urging me, I will go straight to the Farnese Palace as soon as I leave the embassy."
The Farnese Palace is the seat of the French Embassy in Italy. Xu Qian's words are very threatening. If you force me again, I will go to Filardi. Who can say that someone is so good at doing things, unlike you? , the dragon ball is long and the dragon ball is short all day long.
Han Qianqian was stunned, silent for a few seconds, and then laughed, "Okay, I know you are under a lot of pressure during this time, so you can play there for two more days. You just happened to participate too." After finishing the college entrance examination, it’s time to relax.”
By this, is Xu Qian an ordinary senior high school student?
However, Han Qianqian's words reminded Xu Qian.
"Qianqian, are the college entrance examination results out?"
"I've been out for a long time. It's already the end of July, and the admission process has been completed!"
"What about me? Why didn't anyone notify me?" Xu Qian actually doesn't value going to college. He is not really a senior in high school. Even if he puts aside his mission as an awakener, he still yearns for the stars and the sea to enter the sixteen stars. Taking a look at the vast and vast universe is his future pursuit. But after all, he took the exam with the title of a senior high school student. There must be a result at least, otherwise people all over the country will think that he must have done very badly in the exam. He, a top academic, cannot afford to disgrace this person. The most important thing is that if a candidate doesn't even know his own score, he is so disrespected and is simply regarded as a non-person.
"When the results were announced, I couldn't find you at all, and you were still being..."
"I know, let's do this for now, I want to make a phone call."
In the Internet age, no one needs to be taught how to check scores. You can find the entrance to check scores by searching online. But Xu Qian was not very used to surfing the Internet, or in other words, he used the time others spent surfing the Internet to do other things.
"Minister Liang, this is Xu Qian." The original mobile phone was with the clone, so Xu Qian did not think that Liang Chaofan's mobile phone could actively display his name.
"Hey! It's Vice President Xu. What do you want from me?" Liang Chaofan was the Vice Minister, but he did not correct Xu Qian's title to him. This Liang Chaofan once took the initiative to find Xu Qian. That time he persuaded Xu Qian to take the college entrance examination, because Xu Qian was a representative of young monks and a senior high school student. From the perspective of the Ministry of Education, if he gave up the college entrance examination, it would not be conducive to leading the country. As primary and secondary school students establish correct values, the theory that reading is useless will rise strongly. As for whether Xu Qian can do well in the exam, this is not among their considerations, because they never think that this monk student who rarely appears in school can do well in the exam.
